The spells that Mordred used, I found them on a site called Merlin wiki... Please don't ask me to pronounce them...
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Chapter 3: The picnic part 2
"I love you most." Lyra concluded once again. Merlin smiled and so did Arthur.
"Lets eat!" Arthur said joyfully, making Lyra and Merlin roll their eyes.
"Can I go now, sire?" Merlin asked, before they started.
"Yes, Merlin. That will be all." And with that, Merlin started to leave.
"Bye Merlin!" Lyra called. "And thank you!"
Merlin turned back. "Bye mi lady, you're welcome." And was about to leave again when he turned to Arthur a grin on his face. "Oh, and sire?"
"What, Merlin?"
" You can't eat too much, sire!" He said, smiling, as he held up a couple of sausages which he had taken from the basket.
"Are you calling me fat?!" Arthur demanded.
"...No... Well... Not yet!" Merlin said, nodding at the food Arthur had piled on his plate already.
"I AM NOT FAT!" Lyra giggled.
Merlin nodded. "You see? It's working!" Merlin pointed to the sausages. And before he new it Arthur started chasing Merlin around.
Lyra started to worry when she couldn't here their footsteps anymore.
Mordred smirked darkly. Here's my chance. And he stepped out of his hiding place.
"So childish, aren't they?" Lyra jumped to her feet and turned to see the stranger.
"Who are you?" She asked. Mordred smiled, and advanced on her.
"The more important question is: Why am I here?"
Lyra looked up to meet his cold gaze and she panicked when his eyes flashed gold and her wrists were bound together.
"Why are you doing this?" Lyra demanded hysterically.
Mordred ignored her and was about to pick her up, when Arthur's footsteps got louder.
"One word and he dies." Mordred whispered in her ear making the hair on the back of Lyra's neck stand on end.
She started shaking when Arthur stepped around the horses. "Now, where were-?" When Arthur saw Mordred and drew his sword.
Mordred stepped around Lyra and walked towards Arthur.
"You don't remember me do you?" Mordred asked. "You saved my life once, many years ago."
"Mordred." Arthur stated. Mordred smirked. Lyra frowned, puzzled.
"Hello, Arthur."
"What are you doing here?" Arthur asked. Mordred looked at Lyra, who was still very confused.
"Revenge." Mordred said darkly, looking back at the king.
"What wrong have I done you?" Arthur asked.
Mordred scoffed angrily. "You destroyed my home!"
"Your people kidnapped Morgana." Mordred laughed. "You had it coming!"
"No, Arthur. She came to us." Mordred said. "We helped her. And your stupid servant led you right to the camp!"
"Merlin? How did he know where Morgana was?" Arthur looked puzzled.
Mordred laughed again. "It was him who told Morgana to come to the camp, when she found out that she had magic."
"But how...?" Arthur was confused, but not as much as Lyra, who was trying desperately to get free of the rope binding her wrists.
"Merlin has saved your life more times then you could ever imagine!" Mordred smiled, knowing what the King's reaction would be. "He's a sorcerer." Lyra's eyes widened.
"WHAT!?" Arthur yelled, making Lyra jump out of her skin and Mordred smile.
"Anyway." Mordred said, getting to the point. "You destroyed my home, and the people I considered family... And now, It's my turn to take yours." Mordred gestured to Lyra.
"Let her go, Mordred. She is to young to get involved in this." Arthur said.
He clutched his sword tighter as Mordred walked towards the sixteen year old girl. "I couldn't care less how young she is. But what I can tell you is that you wont be seeing her for a while."
"Don't you dare harm her!" Arthur threatened.
"Harm her?" Mordred repeated, stroking Lyra's hair. "No, Arthur, It's you I want to harm...Or rather kill." Arthur ran forwards his sword aiming for Mordred's chest.
" Forþ fleoge!" Mordred shouted sending Arthur flying into a tree, where he lay unconscious.
"Arthur!" Lyra ran towards Arthur, only to be caught by Mordred.
"No, no, Princess" Mordred bent down to whisper in her ear. "You're mine now."
"Bedyrne ús! Astýre ús þanonweard!" And they vanished.
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